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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—find a prostitute? What’s that even mean? Like, you’re out there, lost, lookin’ for some action? I mean, c’mon, it’s 2025, who’s still wanderin’ the streets for that? Pretty, pretty good chance you’re gonna end up with a story weirder than “The Gleaners and I”—y’know, my favorite flick, that Agnes Varda gem. People pickin’ through life’s scraps, that’s what it’s about! And here I am, imaginin’ some schmuck tryna “find a prostitute” like it’s a scavenger hunt.

Let’s get some basic sex dos and don’ts out of the way:

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Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout a hidden gem. There’s this lil’ café on W Apple Avenue where the best darn espresso is made. I be there sometimes when my noggin needs a break after some crazy therapy sessions. There’s chatter, laughter, a bit like spontaneous therapy. Nobody's perfect, and sometimes I feel like throwin' my hands up, thinkin’—"Eh, what a headless mess we all are!"—but then, ya gotta laugh, right?

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